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After the wake of September 11th, our definition of a hero has changed. A hero was once identified as a sports figure, celebrity, or Superhuman action figure. But now we see that a hero is not so much one who can leap a tall building in a single bound, but rather the one who rushes into the building with a single motive... to save lives.
For a brief moment in history the entire
world watched in numb silence as the towers crumbled to the
ground; they watched as people fled for their lives; they
watched as people lost their lives; they watched as heroes were
being formed. For those risking their lives in the chaos it was
not just a job; it was a life's ambition. And though their
deaths be tragic, it is only by that means that we have been
able to wipe away the collection of dust that has made us
ignorant. It is clear now what has been true all along. They
were the heroes. And now we turn our faces from those endowed with fame, charisma, and talent, and look to those whose names we don't even know; whose faces we have never seen; whose families we have never met... and we call them our heroes. A hero does not arrange the occasion; he simply rises to it when it comes. These heroes do not wear capes; they wear badges. These heroes do not fly in the sky; they fly our flag. These heroes do not make the most money in the world; they just deserve it. And yet the world in its confusion is still calling out for answers, searching for people who have them. It is time for Christians to wake up! Why do we stand in awe when we should be kneeling with broken hearts? Souls are dropping into Hell with little or no knowledge of a Saviour or a need for one. They are fading away with the question "why?" still on their lips. We watched America's heroes rush into the World Trade Center when lives were at stake, and Christians do not have the backbone to go into the world and preach the gospel when all of eternity is at stake. Where are the heroes of the faith?
The fire is already burning... Written by Jonathan Souza
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